1.FeelinginSnow 　　AssoonasIwalkedoutside,Iwasgreetedwiththeshimmeringwhiteblanketofcold.Despitethechilloverwhelmingmyskin,insideIwaswarm.IfeltasthoughIcouldbegivingoffheat;Ihadthedesiretostayoutinthisfreezeforhours.Itwasthetypeofdaythatspeakstoyouthroughitselements;Itookadeepbreathtohearmoresnowwascoming. 　　AsIwalkedIlookedup,tryingtorealizewhatmadethisdaysobeautiful,soserene.ItwasasiftimehadbeenputtemporarilyonholdandIalongwithit.OrmaybeIwastheonlyoneunpaused…Eitherway,thesolitudewascomforting,andIsensedmyselffloatingaway.Isatdownontheedgeofacurbandlistened.Alltherewastohearwasthewindrushingoverthetopofmyheadandcirclingsomeold,crackingleavessomeyardsaway.Tomeitwasthereassuringsoundofnature,tryingnottobeforgotten. 　　Itdidstarttosnow.Noneofthoselittleflurries,butbig,fatflakeswhichclungimmediatelytotheirsurface. 　　Thenitwastimetogoandmyreveriehadtoend.AsIbeganwalkingagain,Idriftedbackintothistimeframe,calmandcleared. 　　NowifonlyIcouldrememberwhereIwasgoing. 　　中文：雪天随想 　　刚出门,便扑面而来一大片晶莹雪白的冰凉.冷气袭来,肌肤阵阵战栗,而内心却温暖如初.觉得自己似乎能发热,因而渴望在这寒冷中长时间驻足.这是一个大自然与你交流的日子.我深深地吸了一口气,静听雪花飘落,源源不绝. 　　漫步雪中,举目四顾,我努力思索是什么竟然能够把这一天变得如此美丽和宁静.那一刻,时间仿佛静止了,而我也定在其中.或者,只有我一个人在前行…… 　　无论如何,这种孤寂却令人欣慰.我仿佛脱离了尘世.坐在路边,仔细聆听.只有风从头顶掠过,卷走几码远的干枯树叶.在我心中,这是大自然给人安慰、令人难忘的声音. 　　真的下雪了!不是零星小雪,而是鹅毛大雪,一落地就凝结在一起了. 　　该结束沉思离开了!我举步前行时,思绪又转回到现实中来,而此时感觉如此平静,如此清新. 　　我实在记不得我要往何处去了! 　　2.自我意识 　　Themanwhoisawareofhimselfishenceforthindependent;andheisneverbored,andlifeisonlytooshort,andheissteepedthroughandthroughwithprofoundyettemperatehappiness.Healonelives,whileotherpeople,slavesofceremony,letlifeslippasttimeinakindofdream.Onceconform,oncedowhatotherpeopledofinerthantheydoit,andalethargystealsoverallthefinernervesandfacultiesofthesoul,Hebecomesalloutershowandinwardemptiness;dull,callous,andindifferent. 　　凡是意识到自我的人从今往后才是独立的；他永远不知疲倦,他明白生命苦短,所以完全沉浸于深深的而又适度的幸福之中.他独立生活,而别人是繁文缛节的奴隶,在醉生梦死之中听从生命悄然流逝.一旦循规蹈矩,一旦人为亦为,呆滞就笼罩着灵魂中一切灵敏的神经和官能.灵魂变得徒有其表,其中空空；迟钝,木然、冷漠. 　　作者：VirginiaWoolf/弗吉尼亚.吴尔夫 　　.OfHarmony 　　Itismytemper,andIlikeitthebetter,toaffectallharmony:andsurethereismusickeveninthebeauty,andthesilentnotewhichCupidstrikes,farsweeterthanthesoundofaninstrument.Forthereisamusickwhereeverthereisaharmony,order,orproportion:andthusfarwemaymaintainthemusicoftheSphears;forthosewell-orderedmotions,andregularpaces,thoughtheygivenosounduntotheear,yettotheunderstandingtheystrikeanotemostfullofharmony.Whatsoeverisharmonicallycomposeddelightsinharmony;whichmakesmemuchdistrustthesymmetryofthoseheadswhichdeclaimagainstallChurch-Musick.Formyself,notonlyformyobedience,butmyparticularGenius,Idoembraceit:foreventhatvulgarandTavern-Musick,whichmakesonemanmerry,anothermad,strikesinmeadeepfitofdevotion,andaprofoundcontemplationoftheFirstComposer.ThereissomethinginitofDivinitymorethantheeardiscovers:itisanHieroglyphicalandshadowedlessonofthewholeWorld,andcreaturesofGOD;suchamelodytotheear,asthewholeWorld,wellunderstood,wo